[ If nothing else, that fact that he's not shaking off Crowley's contact should be taken as... well, not approval, but not disapproval, either. For the moment, not entirely unconsciously, John's allowing that hand, and by association Crowley, to exist in his world.
How benevolent, am I right?
But make no mistake, he knows it's there, and he knows that hand's been moving. Ankle, calf, shoulder. He's almost surprised it hasn't escalated beyond that. ]
action;
How benevolent, am I right?
But make no mistake, he knows it's there, and he knows that hand's been moving. Ankle, calf, shoulder. He's almost surprised it hasn't escalated beyond that. ]
Awful. [ A pause. ] But that's my fault.
[ And then... ] Thanks. For this.